Sharpened Poems - Poems about Sharpened

...a curtal sonnet Each obituary I read is mine; husband, wife, son and daughter abide where the records of their lives do still exist; motality belongs to time's design, stitching out ......

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...Every forty-five minutes, thirty children vanish— not into memory, but into blood and rubble. The soil of Gaza drinks the tears of mothers, while those in power sip wine behind closed doors. Th......

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...O brilliant son of the desert, You rose through the maze of your House With precision sharper than a blade. The future trembles beneath your feet— But power, untempered by wisdom, Is a fire that......

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... They birthed me in a house of screams, Where shadows stitched my fevered dreams— No lullaby, no gentle womb, Just rusted chains and cradle's tomb. A mother’s voice? A serpent's hiss. A father's to......

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...Winter Withers …… its way into the woods and waits….and wonders….and watches until…. No-one is looking. Suddenly, an ally boorishly introduces itself, an iced-sliced wind to quiver-shiver the......

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... Blunt sense sharpened by subtle trance lacerates the languishing psyche that doesn’t slink, unwary of mortal deception. The shards of singularity transfigure in a blink into passion potion......

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...When Life became too heavy, People grew harsher, their words sharpened into wounds, their silence burned like fire. When I finally broke, and Help knocked on my door, the world turned away, ......

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...Before your clocks, before your name/ Before dust whispered into bone/ There was light-I was flame/ Crowned in brilliance, alone/ Not fallen. Not damned. Just other/ Too bright for Heaven's frag......

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... You came in loud like that was wise— just flung your muddy paws around, all growls and spit and cow-dumb eyes. You came in loud. This isn't turf. It’s neutral ground. Your claws too dull to ......

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...I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on......

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...Uncertainty placates the tears Seeking to escape From my partitioned freedom Sharpened ivories cannot supplant the distorted visions Against my flat tomorrows Everybody keeps staring......

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...The venom drips, a sugared lie, A serpent's smile behind your eye. You claim to cherish, hold me dear, While whispering poison in my ear. A double-faced, deceitful thing, The cruelest song ......

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... Written: June 07, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh ******************** The Phantom Choir In the quiescence of last Sunday, Prophecy heralded the hour p......

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...Only when my costume’s Been hissed at with steel Do my garments ripple in small, stormless waves. Only when my mask Has been greased in pale mud Do my blemishes blend with the sea of my face. ......

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...Ah, words, the lunacy of language The cackling currency of the confused Squandered in vain attempt at conversation Words, the spit balls and snow balls of youth Sharpened to become the epees of......

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